It's been a rough week. Our 3 year old is testing us to the max. I am disappointed in myself. That's all I have to say about that.
I haven't packed a thing in this house. We are closing in 3 weeks.
My house is a mess and the laundry is out of control. I can't keep up.
I forgot to send Tate's birthmom her Mother's Day card and pictures and JUST realized today. I feel awful.
Tate has been struggling. Not sure exactly why. Maybe the testing that's been going on from our 3 year old. Or monkey see monkey do...I don't know. All I know is that he has not been behaving well at all. It's frustrating to deal with. He's angry and acting like a baby these days, crying at the drop of a hat.
I haven't lost any weight in a few weeks and haven't been running regularly like I wanted to be. I need to go to the Y, do Zumba, SOMETHING. Maybe that would help my mood.
We are having a party in a couple of weeks (June 2nd) and I didn't get the invites sent out until almost 2 weeks later than I wanted to. I am fearful that no one will show up. Or maybe I'm just being negative.
We messed up on our 2009 taxes and got a letter in the mail that we had to pay back just over $300 that we were paid that we shouldn't have been paid. Awesome.
When looking back on our taxes, we realized that we possibly made that same mess up for our 2010 and 2011 taxes as well...so that's something we have to look forward to. Double awesome.
Our baby has a nasty diaper rash...like bloody and terrible. He's had it for days and we can't seem to rid him of it. He screams when we wipe his bum. It breaks my heart.
And that's what I've got tonight.